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| A Face of Love, A Face to Love. |
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| Begin to Look at Love. |
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| She waits for you. |
We want to be loved, to be the beloved rather than be this face of love, the lover who loves. This is the heart of Buddha, the impartial one who looks on everything with this face of love, a face to love.
She lives in every house, on a chair, in the kitchen, above the sink. We see her through our eyes of love; it is the only way.
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